V2.Chapter 94

After Huang Jinming called Liu Bao, he didn't wait long for a silver Land Rover to appear at the door of the billiards hall. However, it wasn't Liu Bao who got off the car, but Huang Jinrong who was holding a double barreled shotgun.

The Huang brothers have not seen such scenes of conflagration. After all, they have been on the road for so many years.

Most of the time, as long as Huang Jinrong lights up his double barreled shotgun, the other party will be scared out of their wits and dare not be arrogant any more.

Moreover, Huang Jinrong has seen a lot of such scenes, and he doesn't take Wang Fan seriously at all.

But when Huang Jinrong rushed to Wang Fan with a shotgun and put the barrel on Wang Fan's head, he found that Wang Fan was not flustered at all, and even didn't care about his move.

The hand holding the dagger didn't tremble at all, and even the strength on Huang Jinming's neck increased a little.

This situation makes Huang Jinrong very embarrassed. For a moment, he doesn't know what to say. He can only use a shotgun to hold Wang Fan's head and wait for Wang Fan to speak first.

Generally speaking, in this case, Wang Fan has been at a disadvantage.

In other people's territory, all around are Dongsheng people, although the hands of hostages as chips, but the other party's gun has been on the forehead.

If you are an ordinary person, you will certainly bargain with Huang Jinrong and use Huang Jinming's life in exchange for the chance to get out of danger.

But Wang fan is not an ordinary person, and he did not mean to bargain with Huang Jinrong.

This makes everyone present embarrassed!

After more than a minute of confrontation, Huang Jinming couldn't stand the suffering and said to Wang Fan, "Wang Fan, as long as you take the dagger away, I promise you to leave safely!"

"You make your brother kneel down and kowtow to me, I promise not to kill him!" Wang Fan looked at Huang Jinming's eyes and said slowly.

He looked at Wang Fan and asked, "what are you talking about? what the fuck! Are you really not afraid of death? "

"Your life is in my hands. Do you think you have the capital to negotiate with me?" Wang Fan said with a sneer.

The meaning of Wang Fan's words is very clear.

You are now in my hands, Wang Fan has the final say. You can still live. It's all my decision. You want to talk to me about the conditions.

It's like a butcher in a slaughterhouse dragging a fat pig to be slaughtered on the chopping board. As a result, the pig opens its mouth and discusses with the butcher. If the butcher doesn't kill it, it can protect the butcher's life.

You say you can't control your own life and death, and you can control your own destiny?

Only the strong can grasp the direction of things, as the weak can only wait for the fate.

So for Huang Jinming's words, Wang Fan thought that he was farting, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Huang Jinrong is not a silly fork. Naturally, he understands Wang Fan's meaning. He butts Wang Fan's head with the barrel of a gun and says, "let my brother go, I promise I won't kill you!"

"Cha"

The sharp dagger cuts a hole in Huang Jinming's neck. Wang Fan turns to look at Huang Jinrong. His provocative eyes seem to tell him that this knife is a response to Wang Fan's head with a gun.

Seeing that Wang Fan didn't compromise, and he didn't care about the consequences, Huang Jinrong was in a dilemma. He frowned and scolded: "fuck! What do you want? "

"Put down the gun and get out of the way. I'm waiting for Liu Bao!" Wang Fan glanced at Huang Jinrong and said to him.

This series of duels, the height of the momentum of both sides on the spot.

Huang Jinrong, who is so fierce, seems to have been splashed with a basin of cold water. Standing there for a moment, he doesn't know what to do.

And those gangsters of Dongsheng gang who surround them are scared by Wang Fan's arrogant style!

At this time, Wang Fan, in the eyes of these people, is no longer the existence of a social elder brother, but the legendary "African Flathead brother".

People don't talk much, African Flathead!

As a respected Pingtou elder brother, he is just a god like existence. Now these gangsters of Dongsheng Gang look at Wang Fan as if they see a human form of "Pingtou elder brother".

Life and death are indifferent. If you don't agree, we will do it!

Flat head brother's life, is not fighting with opponents, is on the way to fight!

Therefore, in the face of such a deadly opponent, let alone Huang Jinrong, he will scratch his head. Even if he is anyone, I'm afraid he will find it very difficult.

Tough is tough, face still needs to be found!

He was watched by his brothers, and he was on his own territory. If he was bluffed by Wang Fan's three or two words, then Huang brothers would not mix up in the future!

There is a saying that good, horizontal fear Leng!

Huang Jinrong, with a double barreled shotgun in his hand, was cruel in his heart. He put the barrel of the shotgun against Wang Fan's head and raised his leg to kick Wang Fan's stomach.

However, Huang Jinrong may forget the second half of the sentence, Leng afraid not to die!

In Wang Fan's eyes, Huang Jinrong is not even a ruthless role, not to mention facing his role.

At the moment when the barrel was on the top of his head again, Wang Fan's empty hand grabbed the barrel and pressed it down.

The barrel of the gun was pressed aside by Wang Fan. Huang Jinrong was stunned at first, and then hurriedly wanted to recapture the hunting gun that Wang Fan had seized.

But how could Wang Fan give him this opportunity? Without waiting for Huang Jinrong to respond, Wang Fan kicked Huang Jinrong in the chest and directly sat down on the ground with his shotgun in his hand.

This scene happened so fast that it can be described as an electric spark.

Huang Jinming, who was held by Wang Fan with a dagger, witnessed with his own eyes how Wang Fan dealt with Huang Jinrong, so the little fluke that still existed in his heart also completely disappeared with Huang Jinrong's defeat!

The gangsters of Dongsheng Gang standing around, looking at Huang Jinrong sitting on the ground, didn't slow down for a moment. Until Wang Fan swept them around, these people stepped back a few steps as if they had just awakened from a dream, for fear that Wang Fan would not like to see them, and gave them a shot with his shotgun.

Looking at the shotgun in his hand, Wang Fan frowned and said, "ah Rong, you spent a lot of money on this gun!"

"Ah Huang Jinrong, sitting on the ground, answered the conditional launch.

"Yes! I didn't bring any gifts this time. I'll give it to Liu Bao later. It's a meeting gift! " Wang Fan threw the shotgun on the top of the car and took back the dagger on the neck of huangjinming.

The pressure on his neck suddenly disappeared, making Huang Jinming's heart a little relaxed, but he didn't dare to take the opportunity to attack Wang Fan.

The scene just now has completely shocked the Huang brothers, and Wang Fan has become a lingering demon in their hearts.